Sensitive girl x golden boy
Coming of age | Healing and salvation | Bittersweet secret crush | Reunion after years apart |
Seventeen is a green fruit still hanging from the branch.
It retains its youthful tartness, sweet with a hint of bitterness.
Shen Xingli has two secrets.
One is that her parents don't get along and are always arguing.
The other is that she's fallen for Song Qingye, a boy in her class.
If the two are connected at all, it's this: Song Qingye has caught glimpses of all the mess in her home, but he has no idea that Shen Xingli has liked him since the first time she saw him.
1
On the first day of her freshman year of high school, a boy's basketball shot on the playground struck a girl's heart. That's how Shen Xingli fell for Song Qingye, the top student in their class on the high school entrance exam.
After school the next day, Shen Xingli followed Song Qingye and watched him turn into the building where she lived. Song Qingye had become her new upstairs neighbor.
In the crowded storage room, Song Qingye stood behind her in line to collect their new school uniforms. When the students behind them pushed forward, Shen Xingli shrank in front of him, hearing his steady heartbeat mingle with her own chaotic one.
One night, Shen Xingli heard the soft patter of shower water coming from upstairs. The girl buried her face in her blanket, her heart fluttering wildly.
The air conditioner in Song Qingye's home started leaking, and Shen Xingli finally stepped into his room for the first time.
It turned out Song Qingye's room was directly above hers. That night, Shen Xingli hid under her blanket and whispered to the ceiling, “Good night, Song Qingye...”
2
The chains of her family, the girl's uncontrollable flutter of affection, and the sensitivity of adolescence with nowhere to go filled every corner of her seventeenth year.
Shen Xingli began to dread facing Song Qingye after her parents argued. She grew sensitive and timid, carefully hiding her gaze and her feelings.
But after every argument, at the moment when Shen Xingli was most heartbroken, she'd hear the beautiful sound of a violin from nearby. Its melody was gentle and clear, quietly comforting her through the whole night.
3
By chance, Shen Xingli discovered that the violin piece she heard every night was the one Song Qingye had won the city's gold medal for playing in a junior high school competition.
At the class party, everyone urged Song Qingye to play it again. He gently refused. “I only play that piece for one person.”
That day, shooting stars fell across the sky. Shen Xingli was delighted to realize that Song Qingye didn't seem to dislike her. In fact, it even seemed like he might like her a little, too.
The girl fell completely in love.
She took Song Qingye to be the one salvation of her seventeenth year.
4
The pressure of senior year hit like a wave, and her parents' marriage came to an end.
Shen Xingli and Song Qingye drifted further apart.
That midsummer, the green pear, drenched in the rainy season of seventeen, turned to say goodbye before it had a chance to ripen.
The feelings that never had the time to mature became regrets and salvation, all their own, belonging to the age of seventeen.
To our seventeen years, unripe and unfinished: a coming-of-age story that's both bittersweet and healing.
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Parting is not the end. The boys and girls promised to meet again somewhere higher.
They would meet again.
🍚 Reading guide:
Both leads are faithful to each other.
The girl falls at first sight; the boy realizes his feelings later.
No dating while underage.
The female lead's family background is a little painful, but this isn't a story about tormenting her.
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